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—
I
know
him
well
to
see
,
Davy
Byrne
said
.
Is
he
in
trouble
?
—
Trouble
?
Nosey
Flynn
said
.
Not
that
I
heard
of
.
Why
?
—
I
noticed
he
was
in
mourning
.
—
Was
he
?
Nosey
Flynn
said
.
So
he
was
,
faith
.
I
asked
him
how
was
all
at
home
.
You
’
re
right
,
by
God
.
So
he
was
.
—
I
never
broach
the
subject
,
Davy
Byrne
said
humanely
,
if
I
see
a
gentleman
is
in
trouble
that
way
.
It
only
brings
it
up
fresh
in
their
minds
.
—
It
’
s
not
the
wife
anyhow
,
Nosey
Flynn
said
.
I
met
him
the
day
before
yesterday
and
he
coming
out
of
that
Irish
farm
dairy
John
Wyse
Nolan
’
s
wife
has
in
Henry
street
with
a
jar
of
cream
in
his
hand
taking
it
home
to
his
better
half
.
She
’
s
well
nourished
,
I
tell
you
.
Plovers
on
toast
.
—
And
is
he
doing
for
the
Freeman
?
Davy
Byrne
said
.
Nosey
Flynn
pursed
his
lips
.
—
He
doesn
’
t
buy
cream
on
the
ads
he
picks
up
.
You
can
make
bacon
of
that
.
